Robby was a lean and agile kid with just enough cockiness to make some of the fans dislike him but still retained enough boyish innocense to prevent him from being dragged into the side of the the totally despised. His cute face and appealing body made him a natural hit with the girls and ladies. He had prevailed in both of his first contests ,both against lower quality jobbers. This was enough to encourage him to sign a match against the quietly rising star from Germany, Timon. Timon had not fought in a while and was eager to get back in the spotlight. Timon was easily one of the best built boys in the league. Despite being only 15 he had the biggest barrel chest in the league. His massive pecs bulged proudly on his torso as did his ripped abs as he strode toward the ring. He sported the classic V shape with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His legs and arms were just as well defined as his frame. He had gained a small but devoted following since he started his career as a teen wrestler. His promoters said he could easily have been a superstar had he only been a bit more handsome. He ducked under the ropes and loosened up by shaking his arms and neck and giving short quick hops as he awaited his opponent.

As Robby was introduced he ran down the asile to almost an even mixture of screams from the girls and boos from the guys. He stopped just before reaching the ring to take a single rose from a swooning girl fan of about 14. He clenched the flower in his teeth and swung his legs in a quick motion over the top rope. He laid the rose in the corner of the ring and danced forward to meet Timon and get the Ref's instructions. Robby was quietly worried when he got a closer look at the form of Timon. He had seen the kid fight and knew him to be very strong yet also saw a slowness in him which was why Robby thought he could take out the hulking German boy and really make a name for himself. But now seeing the bulging pecs up close he had a brief encounter with doubt that he was quickly able to force away. As for Timon, he knew he was not very agile and was the classic one note player, that note being his strength. He too had a feeling of doubt as he sized up the teen in front of him. Timon saw Robby did not have extremely toned muscles and he even had a bit of a soft look to his lower belly but he had seen Robby in action once and was impressed by the one year older boy's quickness. He knew he would have to be careful.

They gave a quick touch of fists as the bell sounded.

As the two boys circled each other in the "feeling out" process Timon offer his hands up in a test of strength. The the men and boys in the audience wanted to see the pretty boy Robby humiliated and booed when Robby declined the take Timon up on his challenge. Robby then ran back into the ropes and launched himself to the other side and back again showing his agility and speed to the the fifteen year old German boy who stood in one corner of the ring seemilngly unimpressed and even a bit annoyed. As Robby bounced off the ropes again Timon lunged at him, which was exactly what Robby wanted. Robby jumped high and Timon fell akwardly to the mat face first. Robby knew he had to take advantage of chances like this and proceeded to land a stomping foot onto Timon's lower back as he tried to raise forcing him down with a thud. Robby then delivered a series of hard kicks to Timon's heavily muscled left thigh. Timon grunted in pain but stood it well. He tried to stand again and Robby jumped high in the air landing his butt on top of his opponents again forcing Timon down, this time groin first, to the canvas. As Timon groaned at having his crotch/pubic area slammed Robby threw a series of punches to the already wounded leg. Timon reached around to grab his attacker and Robby quickly got away from the strong arm. Robby grabbed Timon's foot and truned the boy over in preparation for putting on a figure four leg lock and perhaps getting a quick win. But, as Robby turned his butt toward Timon the floored kid put his right foot on Robby's butt and with all his strength heaved Robby into the ropes. Robby hit the ropes chest first and was flung backward. As Robby came back to the center of the ring Timon rolled away at the same time hooking Robby's right foot with a mighty forearm and tripped him up. Robby landed flat on his back stunned, next to Timon. Timon now knelt next to Robby and drove a hard bony fist ,powered by big muscles, into Robby's soft belly just below the navel. Robby coughed and gasped and immediately went into a fetal position clutching his wounded gut. Timon struggled to his feet favoring his left leg just a bit. He reached down and grabbed a handful of Robby's hair and hoisted the sixteen year old to his feet.

Timon then grabbed Robby's right arm and shoulder and flung him back first into the ropes. As Robby bounced off Timon laid him out with a perfect clothesline catching the teenager below his chin. Robby landed hard on the mats back first and groaned at the loss of wind. As he lay there a bit senseless Timon stomped a hard black boot heel into Robby's tender gut. Robby recoiled again and Timon straightened him out and stomped again. Timon then grabbed Robby's foot and pulled him toward the center of the ring....

Timon wanted to put some "finishing touches" on Robby and did not want him reaching the ropes so at ring center Timon made another assult on Robby's belly with three quick stomps followed by a pile driving fist as he dropped to his knees allowing his whole body weight power the fist as it splatted into Robby's lower belly. Robby groaned and weakly held his gut as Timon made an unexpected move. Normally he never would have tried a high risk maneuver but he felt comfortable that Robby was now in the helpless stage. Timon climbed to the second rope and prepared to drop a fist from that height onto Robby. As he lept somehow Robby rolled away and Timon's fist landed with a thud onto the mat. He had hurt himself badly and Robby then managed to give a quick chop to the back of Timon's neck and both boys rolled on the mat badly hurt. Both teenagers were slow getting but Robby was slightly faster and got behind Timon as he slowly got to his feet. No sooner did Timon get back to firm footing did Robby grab his head from behind locking in the hold for a reverse DDT. With swiftness Robby expertly executed the move. He heard and FELT the back of Timon's skull hit the mat knocking the boy senceless. Robby wearily got to his feet but soon became energized at the sight of his wiped out opponent. He could taste the victory and wanted to promote his "aittude" and proceeded to slap Timon's face and made mocking finger points as if to scold the German kid for daring to hurt him. As he did this Timon was slowly regaining his sences. Robby then began circling his victim and continued his verbal taunting before finishing him off... and wasted more time. Robby at last began his assent to the top rope and looked down at Timon who lay spread eagle below him. He pointed down at the laying form and with hand gestures showed the audience what he meant to do. Again the girls cheered and the boys booed.....and more time was wasted.

At last Robby made the leap from the top rope but as he neared his target he was horrofied as he saw Timon's knee bend up like a a weapon to impale him. The ball of Timon's knee speared Robby's soft belly with all of Robby's falling 156 pounds driving the bone deep into the boy's body. Robby fell off to the side ,his guts crushed, and a look of agony on his cute young face. Timon could have easily got the three count but wanted to make Robby submit. He pushed Robby over onto his back and brushed away the covering hands from the red gut. Timon then applied a wicked claw hold to Robby digging his thumb into the boy's navel while the rest of his strong fingers dug deeply into the kids innards. Robby kicked his feet and flailed his arms in vain slapping the mat as he screamed his submission.

The ref broke the hold and the bell sounded as he raised Timon's big muscled arm in victory. A war weary but happy Timon exited the ring his stock had just soared. A writhing and beaten Robby lay in the ring still awaiting a streatcher. He had a lot of rethinking to do.